The breeze is cool, the river is reckless, and the sound of the waves is still there.

Xia Qi descended from the snow-capped mountains, went all the way north from the land of Bashu, went around in circles, and finally boarded a river boat bound for Yangzhou with subtle spiritual sense.

The boat went upstream, moving slowly, and many turbulent places could only pass at a certain time every day, and the assistance of the slender man was indispensable, so most of the month passed, and the river boat gradually sailed into the range of Suzhou.

But Xia Qi is not worried about passing by the two protagonists in the original book.

It is fate that is strong.

And the Holy Dejia Body, who guides sentient beings forward, can also control the fate of sentient beings!

More than half a year after returning to the real world, the qi of holy virtue and merit continued to emerge from Xia Qi's body, thinking that in his previous reincarnation world, the methods implemented began to achieve some results, so the Heavenly Dao has a "reward".

Along with it, there are also two symbols of the end of the spirit treasure, "fate" and "end luck", which, together with the "killing luck" he collected earlier, turned into three Dao seeds that I don't know what their role is, and integrated them into Xia Qi's Yuan Shen, making his already extraordinary Yuan Shen a lot stronger, and his spiritual sense is far beyond the performance of the enlightenment stage described by the "Eight or Nine Xuangong".

Now Xia Qi passed through Danyang, and sure enough, he happened to meet a building boat sailing under the banner of the "Song" family on the waterway.

He smiled slightly, and then his feet were staggered, and his body was like a light leaf, and he was lifted by the river breeze, riding the waves, and floating into the boat.

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At this time, Song Shidao was setting up a banquet in the cabin hall of his own building, planning to entertain Fu Junwu and Shuanglong, who boarded his building ship during the day.

Song Shidao is a dashing and handsome, personable young man, he sits on the right side of the head, his face is slightly childish, every move is in line with etiquette, the hair is tied with a hosta, the waist hangs a green pendant, there are no other ornaments, and there is a pair of men and women accompanying him to attend.

The man sitting on the left side of the head is about forty years old, but he is full of white hair and has a silver-white beard, but he has no signs of aging, he is graceful and heroic, and his demeanor is very modest and polite.

There are about twenty-five or six women, and the white-haired man has an intimate attitude, and her face is delicate, plump, and her skin is shiny and moving.

According to the introduction of Song Shidao, it turned out that the man was Song Lu, the famous master of the Song Valve, "Silver Beard" Song Lu, who was famous in Jiangnan with a set of self-created "Silver Dragon Turning Method", and was the uncle of Song Shidao and one of the core figures of the Song Valve.

The woman's name is Liu Jing, and she is Song Luxinna's concubine.

Sitting in the middle of them, Fu Junwu was dressed in a plain white robe, elegant like a fairy, and there was an exotic long sword with a sheath on the table, and Kou Xu and the others had a faint uneasy expression behind her, constantly looking around.

Just when Song Shidao was about to find something to talk about and liven up the slightly dignified atmosphere here, they all heard a knock on the door.

Who? Song Lu and Fu Junwu's pupils contracted at the same time, and they turned their heads to look.

I was able to hide my senses and approach quietly!

The Song family guards on Gonghou's side leaned in when they heard the sound and opened the door, but found that there was no one outside the door.

The guard was about to speak, when he suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing beside him, which made him subconsciously creepy, and cautiously looked at the place where the wind came from, but unfortunately it was empty and there was no figure.

"What's wrong?" Song Shidao also looked at it.

"No ......" The guard turned his head, his gaze suddenly frozen, and the pupils in the depths of the dark eyes contracted violently, reflecting a figure standing in the center of the hall.

He was wearing a pure white coat on his body, standing there with his hands in his hands, his eyes were indifferent, he was far and wide, and his momentum was lofty and reckless, which made people bow their heads from the heart.

"What is the purpose of this friend, who sneaked into the Song family's merchant ship late at night and came sneakily?" Song Lu subconsciously stood in front of Song Shidao and Liu Jing, isolated the two, and made a protective gesture.

He didn't shoot blindly, but was on guard, intending to listen to the other party's intentions first.

He was able to knock on the door at the moment when he didn't feel it, and appeared directly in the center of the hall, and such a young mysterious master was definitely not to be underestimated......

Fu Junwu even pulled out her long sword with a serious expression and put on a defensive posture.

The other party's momentum was restrained, and the whole person was empty, as if he could see through it at a glance, but after careful investigation, he found that his eyes were infected by nothingness, and he dissipated inexplicably, and he couldn't feel the flow of true qi and muscle reaction at all.

In the hearts of strong people like Song Lu and Fu Junwu, this is an unfathomable enemy!

"You are the son of the 'Heavenly Sword' Song Que, Master Song is right."

Xia Qi didn't say anything, but looked at Song Shidao, who was protected behind Song Lu, and his eyes seemed to turn into substance and fell heavily on him.

"It's my father." Song Shidao cautiously poked his head out from behind Song Lu, bowed his hand, and his tone was neither arrogant nor humble, just right.

"That's right." Xia Qi bowed slightly, and suddenly made a move of his hand, and an item flew out of his sleeve, filled with an inexplicable aura, and then fell into the hands of Song Shidao, "Tell your father for me, if he can successfully break through in a month, he will come to Luoyang to fight with me, and I will wait for him there." ”

"Your Excellency is so big, is there no one in my Song family!"

Hearing this, Song Lu couldn't hang up anymore, and seemed to have finally put aside his worries and did it straightforwardly.

He lifted a dragon head crutch glowing with cold silver light from under the table, and smashed it into Xia Qi in the middle of the hall like a meteor.

Xia Qi also had the heart to try the weight of this world's master, tilted his head slightly, and let this glowing silver dragon head fall on his shoulder.

Song Lu saw that Xia Qi was still standing in place, and secretly screamed in his heart, so he subconsciously collected some strength to prevent the other party's next changes.

But even so, the dragon head crutch in his hand still smashed down vigorously, its power was enough to smash the three-inch thick steel plate, and the gang qi attached to the dragon head was enough to shatter people into a pile of meat puree.

Clang!

The sound of collision sounded, but Song Lu felt as if he had hit, and he didn't seem to have hit, because his weapon could no longer enter an inch, and even the qi formed on the crutches was mud into the sea of cattle, and was transmitted to the floor, and then passed into the river through the floor, spreading far and wide, and was very weakly apportioned, and it didn't even cause shock!

This, what kind of kung fu is this?

He was shocked in his heart, he couldn't believe that he would have such a feeling under a blow, could it be that his own spirit was affected by the opposite party's exercises, and he had hallucinations?

The others who watched this scene were also stunned, this seemingly powerful blow not only did not leave a trace on Xia Qi's body, but it couldn't even make him take a step back.

What kind of body protection is this, it's too terrifying, right?

Xia Qi was still standing in place, seemingly unaware, after seeing the other party's unbelievable eyes, his heart moved, and he suddenly pointed out, heavy and terrifying.

The surroundings suddenly became gloomy, as if there was no material existence anymore, and the others only watched from afar, all of them were pressed by this majestic power, and their breathing became difficult.

This finger came first, and it hit the head of the crutch that Song Lu hadn't had time to pull back, and with a bang, the entire crutch immediately swelled and exploded, turning into a splash of silver light in the sky, which was gorgeous and abnormal, but it didn't fall on everyone present at all.

This scene stunned everyone again.